Hang up the phone, no need to cry.
I'll take you home, it'll be alright.
Tonight means nothing if we stay.
Staying here will only breed obsession, and I'm already obsessed.
If everything you see is your possession, then I'm already possessed.
Careful kid - this is not your song, although it could be before too long.
Before too long, a lesson learned; to stand downwind and watch it burn,
To the lake, wash away any trace of yesterday.
I'll take you home, it'll be alright.
Tonight means nothing if we stay.
The night means nothing.
Staying here will only breed obsession, and I'm already obsessed.
If everything you see is your possession, then I'm already possessed.
Careful kid - this is not your song, although it could be before too long.
Had you ever thought of waking up?
Undercover, never letting up?
Tonight means nothing if we stay.
The night means nothing.
Staying here will only breed obsession, and I'm already obsessed.
If everything you see is your possession, then I'm already possessed.
Careful kid - this is not your song, although it could be before too long.
Before too long, a lesson learned; to stand downwind and watch it burn,
To the lake, wash away any trace of yesterday.
Had you ever thought of waking up?
Undercover, never letting up?
I'll take you home, it'll be alright.
Tonight means nothing if we stay.
Staying here will only breed obsession, and I'm already obsessed.
If everything you see is your possession, then I'm already possessed.
Careful kid - this is not your song, although it could be before too long.
Before too long, a lesson learned; to stand downwind and watch it burn,
To the lake, wash away any trace of yesterday.
I'll take you home, it'll be alright.
Tonight means nothing if we stay.
The night means nothing.
Staying here will only breed obsession, and I'm already obsessed.
If everything you see is your possession, then I'm already possessed.
Careful kid - this is not your song, although it could be before too long.
Had you ever thought of waking up?
Undercover, never letting up?
Tonight means nothing if we stay.
The night means nothing.
Staying here will only breed obsession, and I'm already obsessed.
If everything you see is your possession, then I'm already possessed.
Careful kid - this is not your song, although it could be before too long.
Before too long, a lesson learned; to stand downwind and watch it burn,
To the lake, wash away any trace of yesterday.
Had you ever thought of waking up?
Undercover, never letting up?